"Oh, that." Solomon half-shrugged, the sort to indicate submissiveness without dislodging Ravel's hand or interrupting the dance. "As it turns out, when a powerful enough necromancer loses his sight, he starts being able to see the parts of people that touch his magic."

Now, was that too opaque? Probably not. Solomon didn't feel too inclined to drag it out, however, which is why, without lowering his tone--but without raising it either; nothing to draw his attention or indicate his next words were important--he said blithely: "I can see your soul."